Sing with me, sing for the years. Sing for the laughter'n sing for the tears.

I quit my band in New York City in 1969 and I got really angry at them. I got angry at one of my guitar players and I dove over the drum set and we got into a fight.

I realized when I was taking care of my problems that the band is all I really care about.

I've seen whales calving in the waters off Maui, and I've watched my children being born. But music is the most beautiful thing of all.

Great melody over great riffs is, to me, the secret of it all.

Now I'm way into suits that I can put on whether I took a shower or not, and wear barefoot and paint my toes black or whatever color the suit is. It's very cool to wear suits like that. Roll up the sleeves and just say yee-haw.

The secret to enlightenment is to lighten up. Whether you are talking rock or women, all there.